Wow, I am impressed with the great hit this story has been. I was expecting it though, some people are open to new ideas, and Daro/Shepard is something new but also very welcome to some. Thanks y'all, keep those reviews coming, give ideas, criticism, whatever you want.


The incident a couple of minutes earlier had been incredibly embarrassing for Daro. She was now in her room, debating what to do after leaving this ship and how to return to the Migrant Fleet. If she was to ask from someone a so called 'ride' it would utterly end her career as a respected scientist and leader. So, she had to get a new ship, fast, and leave before an incident with the human race could take place.

'Humans…' The new species in the galaxy, a race which caused great curiosity and fear among most species in the Citadel and far beyond. She was among those in the curious side. As a scientist, Daro wanted to properly study the humans. However, to get her convinced that they are friendly would be like trying to stop a train with a water hose. Impossible, if not an idea out of this very universe, said universe that has been so damn unfair with her race. No, she was just curious, and curiosity always brings discovery.

She was now laying on her bed, looking at the clock, which was seemingly stuck on the 11:00 hours. Groaning, she sat up and sighed. Right now, Shepard was probably interrogating her crew mate. Not that it mattered to her anyway, but information was vital to her cause. Convinced that the best way to properly deal with the situation was to show up, she got up and walked calmly towards the medbay.


"Ah man, I am just asking you, do you quarians have sex or you can't because of those suits?" Shepard was having a lot of fun with the quarian male, who had proved to be an utter fool and scared man. He had been trying to dodge any questions that could potentially harm the Migrant Fleet, but it was getting tiring. The human was doing a very good job at asking and destroying his brain constantly.

Mido growled. "Human, stop asking dumb questions!"

"You can call me Shepard, damn." John laughed. "And I just saved your ass a few hours ago, show some respect."

The male quarian sighed. "Fine… Shepard. Now, would you kindly stop asking all these mindless questions?"

John was having a blast, but had to show some respect, and maybe, just maybe, the best humanity had to offer. He felt… in the air. High, really high in the sky, so much he could literally touch the clouds with his finger and taste their sugar with his mouth… 'Idiot, you are high on the drugs they put on you to sustain the pain, show some discipline, show that you are a damn marine.' The remaining good piece of his mind reminded him.

Immediately, Shepard straightened himself and got quiet. Thinking it over, he thought he had not done anything bad, safe for making a pass at that quarian female, but he did not take it back. Quarian females, in his opinion, were these very mysterious individuals that required his utmost attention and… for science, see what they look inside those suits. 'Note to self, for science!' He grinned at his gun ho attitude and great enthusiasm to help science uncover the secrets behind the greatest hips in the galaxy.

Seeing the human really quiet and thinking he messed up, Mido sighed. "Sorry Shepard, I just… have a lot of things in mind. Me and Daro are the only survivors, the other ten died… so there is a lot to think about."

"No worries." Shepard smiled faintly. "I understand. However, I have to ask you something…"

'Oh Keelah….' "Yes?"

"How do you seduce quarian females?"

Mido's eyes widened and coughed. "This conversation is over."

The human laughed. "Oh come on! I am doing this for the good of the scientist divisions in the Alliance."

An awkward silence began and Shepard was beginning to get bored. Smith had left to try and fix the Mako while Steiner was busy contacting command to send a ship and some supplies.

Finally, a sound was heard, and John grinned as Daro stepped in from her private room. "Couldn't sleep." She stated.

"No shit Sherlock…." Shepard replied. Seeing the confused stares of both quarians, he laughed, saying, "Sorry, human idiom."

So much for a good conversation… however, Shepard was now seeing the discomfort that was shared between Daro and Mido, actually it was much more than that… tension, lots of tension. They kept their distance, some glares and an occasional 'screw you' stare from time to time. That could well put some aces on his side, like the ones with which he beat his team, but not before cheating. 'They all cheat, it was my turn.' He excused himself, grinning.

Daro walked calmly towards her chair and simply said, "Mido, go and check if anything here is salvageable."

"Are you insane?" He shouted. "That would take me hours! It would only be me! Remember that we lost our crew!"

She laughed, something Shepard found… enticing. "Might as well start now, so you can finish this earlier, don't you think? Or is that head of yours as empty as your masculinity?"

"Hey! You damn well know I am in charge here you…" He held his finger in the air, pointing at the quarian female, "you stupid igaj!"

Screaming was also part of quarian culture, it seemed. Shepard could not help himself but feel captivated by this…. extraordinary experience. He was probably one of the very first humans to really get to know a group of quarians. 'My marines are missing a lot of stuff, damn!'

As soon as he finished his furious ranting, Daro got up and rapidly punched him in the gut, sending the quarian to the ground, gasping for air. In a matter of seconds, the male got up and left, somewhat limping, holding his stomach, well that part of the suit.

"Hot damn!" Shepard said loudly with a smile on his face. "That was… sexy as hell!"

She could not help but grin at his statement. Hell, she was trying to hold her laugh, the punch felt really good.

"Well John, looks like you are enjoying the show…" Daro said with a smile on her voice. Thinking it over, she was wondering when the last time she smiled or at least laughed. It had been years…

John clapped like a little kid on a toy store. "Shit, I missed the popcorn, it was that awesome!"

'Popcorn?' As soon as her VI translator began giving her the perfect definition for that phrase, she laughed and nodded. Within a minute, both passed from being awkward to laughing.

"Hah, I guess so John." She replied.

The human tilted his head to the side, with a huge smile plastered on his face. "You have a… very sexy accent Daro."

She blushed right after that and, for the first time in her life, well maybe since she was a little child, she stuttered… "T…Thank you I guess?" His eye scans and smiles were having some weird effect on her, and she had to do something about it.

For a fierce woman like Daro, showing weakness was one of the worst situations one could suffer. No one but her parents had seen her vulnerable side. It was like… trusting, and she did not trust anyone. She learned the hard way when she was betrayed all those years ago during her Pilgrimage. Trust was a virtue no one could afford to have, especially her.

"Welcome." He replied.

Tilting her head to the side, she observed him and eventually mustered the courage… no, the determination to ask him something that had been on her mind for quite a while.

"John, how old are you?" She asked, looking at him intently.

He smirked and said, "Twenty one, though most say I am too mature for my age heh."

It was a joke, and she knew it. From what she had seen of this human, he was probably the lousiest, most idiotic, aggressive, ignorant, handsome, quite the… reproductive organ… Huh? 'Bosh'tet! Don't think like that!'

"And how old are you Daro?" He was already looking at her with those strange yet incredible eyes of his. She felt herself drowning in them, drowning in those blue oceans that caught her gaze quite so much.

"Twenty nine." Yeah, giving that her age was quite difference among them could discourage him from further flirting with her. She was hoping to her ancestors that John Arthur Shepard, the human that saved her, could make this idiotic situation stop.

Against all odds, and against her own hypothesis, where he would be terrified of her, he laughed, laughed! "Twenty nine eh? Damn! Your voice sounds so young…. thought you were eighteen of nineteen." He then turned his head to her and smiled. "Hope you are not lying to me princess, I would not like that very much."

Seeing his face with a smile, she assumed he was joking about it, so she just shrugged. "Lying is inefficient, unless the situation requires it."

"Exactly!" He got excited. "I told that to my parents all the time, that lying could be good on some occasions, but no! I was a liar, so had to be reprimanded, no video games or extranet for a week!" He groaned and laid down in bed. "Stupid torture."

It was like watching a teenager, throwing tantrums, laughing, joking and even flirting. She could not help but grin at the situation. There was something about him, something that interested her. He was… a good… specimen. She was now seeing how the human male approached the females, and, though somewhat similar to male quarians, had an entire different taste to it.

Arrogant, brute and incredibly proud, those were human males. Though it would discourage those proud asari or the ugly turian females, quarian females would find it interesting. Her race was known for being so isolated, and never to try anything new, like if they could afford it. She stopped thinking as soon as John opened his mouth again.

"God, you don't know how creepy the asari and salarians are…" He was looking at his omni tool, fascinated with its contents.

She eyed him curiously. "What makes you say that John?"

"Asari smile at you while they stab you in the back…" He began as he took a sip of water. "While the salarians are behind them, calculating how much they will get from your insurance money."

Daro laughed, clearly understanding him. "And the turians?"

He chukled. "Turians like to shoot stuff, so they could be sent by the asari to do their dirty work, as it has been for centuries… bunch of retards."

Now, it looked like this human was… racist. He was criticizing the main species of the Citadel. One could expect it though, as the humans were attacked by the turians. It was illegal, as the humans did not know a thing about laws on mass relays, and the way they did carried out the reprisal was simply brutal. Orbital bombardment of Shanxi, killing thousands… she did not blame him for hating them, but she had to ask.

"Do you hate aliens John?" She asked curiously, but there was a hint of cautiousness too.

He laughed, hard. "If I hated aliens, dear Daro, you would have been killed a long time ago… or pinned down against this very bed while I explore your body to further understand your race and find weak points…" John smirked at the last words.

Heat rose up immediately to her cheeks, and due to a force of habit, looked away. Then, her mind talked to her senses. 'Isn't it great that this human can tell you of their history? Maybe later, the quarian race may benefit from their sudden rise to power. Who knows? Maybe they can help with the geth question! After all, they are new on the galactic stage…'

She nodded to herself and looked at the human, who was looking at the door, probably out of boredom. "Hey John." Daro called him, which made Shepard turn immediately. "I would like to learn about human history."

John smirked. "Why so interested in something as dull as human history?"

"Because I want to." She replied coldly.

He chuckled. "Okay, history was one of my fortes back in high school, so you're in good hands."

Daro merely nodded, folding her hands beneath her breasts, putting all weight on one of her legs, a habit she was used to do when listening.

The human sat up and stretched, a yawn and some cracks coming out of him. Daro could not help but stare at the power muscle he had in his arms and legs. He saw her eyeing him up, smirking in the process.

"Okay, first of all, lesson number one in Human History for Dummies… I mean quarians." He laughed at her expense.

She growled. "Could you please tell me something about humans? Something they like to do?"

"Oh yes of course!" He smiled. "War."

War… one of the basic elements of human life in Shepard's books… conflict. "Humanity has fought itself to submission quite a few times." He chuckled quietly. "Wars that have killed millions and millions of people throughout the years we've been in charge of our planet." John the scratched his chin. "How many quarians died in the Morning War?"

A subject she was not used to dealing with people, especially aliens, but did not feel bad talking about it. Her species had suffered from it, no one paid attention to them, and were exiled. Would it hurt to instruct one human in it? Like some people say, cure the ignorance, and it may bring a gift in the future.

"Billions, we speculate that the number, in total, was about nine billion, but we don't know for sure, a vast amount of records was lost during the war and our flight." She said, without a single word missed or some sadness in her speech.

Impressed, Shepard nodded with his eyes wide. "Wow, hot damn." He said, leaning on a small drawer close to his bed. "Pretty sure we've lost that amount of people already…"

"Excuse me?" She reacted to his ignorant comment, and it made her mad, mad at his stupidity and lack of respect at her race's sacrifice. One day, she will prove everyone wrong, get the geth back and unleash hell upon all who have disrespected her race. She would be controlling the most powerful army in the galaxy, and ignorant people like Shepard would see what the quarian race is capable of.

He chuckled, something that made her blood boil. "You don't know anything about us right? Then chill the hell out, I am not making fun of your ancestors." After taking a sip of his water yet again, he smiled. She just stared at him. "Human history is bloody lady. We were born to fight, we have always been fighting for as long as we can remember."

"Kind of noticed that in your First Contact War…" She replied, a slight amount of sarcasm in her voice.

He nodded. "Yes, but did you know of our past conflicts? Where hundreds of thousands would die by the day?"

Daro froze. She hated not knowing about something and being asked about it. The quarian female liked to assert control of every situation, every conversation, and most important of all, win. Always win, no matter what.

"Enlighten me, John." She stressed his name to make him feel on the spot.

He smiled. "We've had so many conflicts in our recorded history that it would take me months to give you a rundown on the ones I know about." John laughed. "Many bloodthirsty civilizations, vying for power, which I don't mind but…" He frowned, and she noticed it. "World War II was the worst conflict of all time. Over sixty million people died, and though it has no comparison to yours…" He trailed off. "But the thing is that we were killing each other, not just out of ambition but also racism, skin color, race and religion."

Of course…. turians had this kind of racism amongst each other due to their colony war. Clan markings were important in showing who was who and from which family or planet. Humans probably had the same thing but using skin color?

"Do you quarians have different skin colors?" He asked quietly.

She nodded and smirked beneath her helmet. "Yes, though no one can see it, because of you know..." Daro pointed at her helmet. "Even then, we have evidence that we are a very diverse species, but not as much as yours."

He nodded and smiled. "Nice, I was kind of expecting quarian babes to be of different colors and shapes..."

Everything grew quiet after that, but it was not out of awkwardness, which was really a miracle in his mind. He flexed his muscles and moaned as he relaxed, feeling his body 'happy' at his attention. She could not help but stare at him. Daro was now believing herself in that human males were somewhat attractive, and for science she would do something her species needed since they were exiled.

'Experiment… maybe if the clean room…'


Yes, she wants to know about the clean room, no I won't tell you what's going to happen. It will be a great shift to the story, all I am saying.

If you want Tali to make an appearance and play a key role in the story, review and tell me. Thanks y'all!